Nᴀᴍᴇ: Alexis “Alex” Crowley

Aɢᴇ: Seventeen

Sᴋɪʟʟs:
▸ Starting fires
▸ Foraging / Dumpster-diving
▸ Hitch-hiking
▸ Weapon improvisation
▸ Streetsmarts

Bɪᴏ: Although Alex appears quite the lone wolf nowadays, that was not always the case. Before her life on the streets, she lived with her eight siblings, along with her parents, out of a little campervan on the outskirts of town. Her family were born survivors, they had to be, as they had little income, despite her parents working long shifts, and sometimes even long nights.

After a hard day’s work, her parents never failed to bring home food and a warm smile, but the food was never enough, and their smiles were not enough to disguise their worn and tired faces. Most evenings her parents didn’t even eat. In the night, Alex could hear them muttering to each other, talking about what life could have been like for the couple when their marriage was fresh and their lives were still full of possibilities.

Overweighed with guilt after countless nights hearing her parents quiet suffering through paper thin walls, she thought the best solution was to run away. It was the only plausible way to fully rid her parents of the responsibility she brought, and as a Crowley, she knew, and they knew, she’d make it fine on her own.

Alex now survives through dumpster-diving, earning her the nickname “Trash” or “Raccoon” among fellow homeless people.